Life

I have been a bit slow on the blogging front recently, for no reason past my own laziness, or as those putting forward an excuse would say, fatigue.
Soccer is over for the year and the mighty greens have to come to terms with being third best in their division. That is by no means a small feat and a size 13 boot should be passed their way.
My bocce team is doing quite well this season; we are currently three games from three. Our last game was a forfeit and I choose to believe that when they heard they would be playing us, they just didn’t even bother rocking up.
I went to the show last weekend and won a small fluffy toy on the air riffle sideshow. There was a small argument as to wether it was a bear or a dog. No one was hurt. I also found out that I shoot left handed, although I am generally right handed. This activity joins kicking a football and playing snooker, as the third left handed preference in my life. I am quite exited to find out what else I do Left handed now, only time will tell how many activities may come out from the left handed wood work. How ironic life would be If writing was something I did with my left hand.